The Sartorialist has been the bread to my butter for years.
There's something about raw, unadulterated photography that gets me going.Not quite sure why, but I've always loved snapping moments in time. I've always had an itch to take photos at the most inopportune moments. It's something about capturing the most candid seconds of someone's life that usually go unseen by most and forgotten by all.
Perhaps it's Scott Schuman's keen eye and his bold yet effortless approach to his work. Not exactly sure what it is, but I absolutely love it.
There is nothing (and I mean NOTHING) better than a man with style. That is why I've been blogger blocking and stalking Marcus Troy for the past 3 years. He has an established style not only for himself, but for the ladies as well.
In the "She Match My Fly" subsection of his blog, he features sophisticated and sharp-super-fly accessories and pieces that will make any woman follow him from the block to the boardroom.
I get tingles just clicking through his blog. Please don't judge me.
During my senior year in undergrad, I met Nick (pictured above) -- a freshman who stood out because of his amiable personality and dare I say it -- STYLE! I was happy to find out that his creative side had manifested into what he calls the Young Gentleman's Society (Thank you Facebook!). I love Nick's style and his use of creative talents to inspire and improve the style of young men. Exquisite.
On a recent trip to NYC, my cousin filled me in on a little secret that I never knew existed.
Gilt Groupe -- the fashion savvy site and exclusive online shopping hub for those seeking affordable pieces without leaving their loft. You have to set up an account to shop, so be prepared. As you can see from the photo to the left, my cousin never compromises style no matter the occassion.
Lately I've been on a struggle to find a digital Nikon that cost less than a month's rent. Until then, I will use my 4G Ipod to capture images in and around Cleveland. After living in the concrete jungles of Bangkok and NYC I have come to appreciate the industrialized landscape that once was, and still is, Cleveland.
I love Cleveland. Until you actually visit the city and breathe in the industrialized air, feel the thick swarming gusts of wind bursting from Lake Erie or the open-pit BBQ smoke along St. Clair, you have no idea what it means to be in "Tha Land".
